"Starry Sky Beast, quickly release the sonic attack and interfere with Mo Lao!"

Yuwen Gong immediately made a decision and gave an order.

The starry sky giant beast not far behind him flew at a speed comparable to that of the three Lion and Tiger Beast brothers, but it was much worse than the ink qilin who had performed the Netherworld Retreat Technique.

Therefore, whether it is the three brothers of the Lion Tiger Beast or the Starry Sky Behemoth, it is almost impossible to catch up with the Ink Qilin simply by relying on their own speed.

"Whoa......"

In desperation, the starry sky giant beast had no choice but to launch a sonic offensive again under the order of Yuwen Gong.

Suddenly, from the blood basin mouth of the starry sky giant beast, a spiral sound wave erupted, and this sound wave was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it swept into the position of the ink qilin.

Wow, Mo Qilin raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of blood, feeling like he had been swung with a stick on his head, and for a while, his eyes were full of gold stars, and he almost fell from the sky.

"Well done!"

"Kill!"

Yuwen Gong, Yu Wen Hou, and Yu Wen Bo, as soon as they saw Mo Qilin being hit, they were ecstatic, and they stepped forward one after another, narrowing the distance between the two sides.

Sou!

"No, you must not be overtaken, once you are overtaken, you may never have a chance to escape!"

In about a few breaths, Mo Qilin stabilized his body and kept the spirit platform clear. Turning his head and looking at the three brothers of the Lion and Tiger Beast who were approaching quickly, Mo Qilin immediately cast the Netherworld Escape Technique and escaped into the underground space.

In the underground space, at least it would not be so light that it would expose its body and be hit by the sonic attack of the starry sky beast.

In addition, the ink qilin was hit hard by the sonic attack twice in a row, and the ink qilin was already somewhat mentally prepared. While flying, he quietly guarded the spiritual platform and tried his best to protect his soul.

In addition, the flight route is also crooked, and there is no law at all. It makes it difficult for the Starry Sky Behemoth to find the direction of its attack.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Soon, the distance was slowly widened again, and the three brothers of the Lion and Tiger Beast, who had originally shortened the distance, were furious when they saw that the distance between the two sides was pulled away again.

"Starry Sky Behemoth, unleash a sonic attack!"

Yuwen Gong ordered angrily.

The starry sky giant beast let out a low roar, and released five or six sonic attacks in succession, all of which were dodged by the ink qilin, and it was not until the seventh time that it succeeded and injured the ink qilin.

The distance between the two sides has been narrowed again.

"Hmph, I want to see how long Mo Lao can hold on!"

"Mo Lao is burning blood now, I believe he won't be able to hold on for a long time!"

"Mo Lao has already endured two sonic attacks from the starry sky beast, and his soul must have been injured quite severely! As long as we chase after him, I believe that sooner or later we will succeed in catching up with him! ”

Yuwen Gong, Yu Wenbo, and Yu Wenhou discussed for a moment, and immediately unified their opinions.

In general, it is just a sentence, stalking the ink unicorn until it catches up.

A chase between a cat chasing a mouse unfolds between the three brothers of the ink unicorn and the lion and tiger beast.

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……

At the same time, over a black forest within the jurisdiction of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect, more than 5,000 elite disciples led by Qiu Cheng, the Great Elder of the Immortal Trace Forest, encountered great trouble when they attacked the Wutu Sect and the Bodhi Sect.

The more than 5,000 monks led by Qiu Cheng were swept up in the mist in the sky as soon as they came to the sky above the black forest, and in a trance, they seemed to have fallen into a fantasy world.

For a while, the sword light and sword shadows in the sky flickered in the misty mist, and the scarlet blood fell one after another, as if a bloody storm had fallen.

"Haha, let these damn guys all fall into the illusion and lose themselves, and start killing each other!"

"These guys from the Immortal Trace Forest are simply eating the courage of ambitious leopards, and they actually dare to come to our black forest to spread wild, and now they have all fallen into the illusion created by the fog demon clan, they are simply asking for their own hardship!"

"The disciples of the Wutu Sect and the Bodhi Sect listened to the order and went all out to strangle the incoming enemy!"

Inside the Black Forest, Qiu Cheng, Fuji Monk and others, leading more than 2,000 monks from the Wutu Sect and the Bodhi Sect, unleashed the offensive wave with all their might, frantically slaughtering the disciples of the Immortal Trace Forest who had fallen into the illusion.

At the same time, thousands of fog demons, under the leadership of the mist demon empress 'Meng Ying', made every effort to create a lifelike illusion to trap the disciples of the Immortal Trace Forest, so that they could kill each other without distinguishing between themselves and enemies.

In just a while, the more than 5,000 monks who had been slaughtered with great momentum were only more than 3,000 in the blink of an eye, and there were more than 2,000 disciples of the Immortal Trace Forest, who unfortunately died in the illusion because of cannibalism and the attack of the Wutu Sect and the Bodhi Sect.

"Four seasons swordsmanship, spring breeze and rain!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar rose from the ground.

Immediately after, endless sword qi swept into the sky, transforming into dense rain threads in the sky, falling from the sky.

Under the washing of the spring rain formed by the transformation of the sword qi, the mist that shrouded the disciples of the Immortal Trace Forest slowly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

And the disciples who had fallen into the illusion and couldn't extricate themselves also regained their consciousness one by one, breaking out in a cold sweat, and then looking at the inside of the black forest, their eyes were filled with endless hatred.

"Not good, what kind of swordsmanship is this? It can actually turn the spring breeze into rain and wash away the bewitching fog that we have finally conjured up! ”

"It's Qiu Cheng, the Great Elder of the Immortal Trace Forest! He's a veteran Saint King master, and if we run into him, it's dangerous! ”

"Don't let Qiu Cheng attack in, otherwise, no one present will be able to compete with him!"

Meng Ying watched the thick fog in the sky disappear without a trace under the sword aura of the spring breeze and rain, and she couldn't help but feel like a knife.

Fuji Laoqian and Fuji Monk led the demon clan and Buddhist disciples one after another, speeding up the slaughter, hoping to slaughter as many enemies as possible before Qiu Cheng entered the black forest.

"Four seasons swordsmanship, scorching sun!"

Suddenly, Qiu Cheng burst out again, and a scorching fire burst out of the whole person's body, like a small sun, and suddenly, the nearby fog automatically dissipated without a trace.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Qiu Cheng's figure flew by, constantly shuttling back and forth in the sky above the black forest, and in a short time, there was no longer a trace of bewitching fog in the sky above the forest within a radius of 100 miles.

"Great Elder!"

"Great Elder, we have lost more than two thousand five hundred senior brothers! You want to avenge us! ”

The surviving disciples tightly surrounded Qiu Cheng's body, their faces flushed and angry.

"Damn, I remember that the empress of the Mist Demon Clan was killed by the three sect masters in the last battle, why did we still fall for the illusion of the Mist Demon?"

Qiu Cheng gritted his teeth and looked at the situation inside the black forest with great anger, his eyes flowing, and he quickly searched for the figure of the Mist Demon Empress.